🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin

 Ah, ah,
 We come from the land of the ice and 
 From the midnight sun where the hot  blow.
 Hammer of the gods will drive our ships to  land,
 To fight the horde, sing and  Valhalla, I am coming!
 
 On we sweep with threshing oar, Our  goal will be the western shore.
 
 Ah, ah,
 We come from the  of the ice and snow,
 From the midnight sun where  hot springs blow.
 How soft your fields  green, can whisper tales of gore,
 Of how we  the tides of war. We are young overlords.
 
 On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will  the western shore.
 
 So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your 
 For  and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.